College of Magic discussion

Hallways in the Administration Building.

As he walked away, Kaden began to shake. "I'm sorry, Sofia. I'm so sorry. I tried to read his mind, and I apparently shouldn't have done so. He can control people's minds. He made me do that. I would never hurt you. I'm so sorry, baby." He went around a corner in the hallway and leaned against the wall. After a couple of seconds, he slid down the wall until he sat on the floor.

Sofia nodded but remained silent, gingerly touching her neck. She stayed her distance even as he slid down the wall. She seemed to be looking off into nowhere as she rubbed her neck where the feeling of his hand still lingered. She could not believe what had just happened.

Kaden's eyes slowly returned to brown as he sat against the wall. "I... I think it's best if we don't see each other for a while. Just until I can figure out how to keep him out of my head. So, um, I'm going to carry you back to your room, but then I'm going to go to my room.

"I'm really sorry about this, Sofia. But I can't trust myself around you right now. I don't want to hurt you, so I'm going to have to stay away from you for a while. I still love you."

I hate this. I don't want to be separated from her. Not at all, especially not now. But I can't hurt her. I can't stand the thought of hurting her. And I can't trust myself not to hurt her. I hate this.

Sofia froze at his words. Instead of responding she began to very slowly stand up. "I want my brother" she whispered, her voice wavering a bit. She looked down where Kaden sat, a tear running down her cheek before turning slowly and starting to slowly walk walk away, ignoring the slight pain she felt from walking. She knew he would leave, she just did not know it would be so soon. Right now she only wanted to get to Andrew, she wanted someone she knew would hold her and not let go in till she told him too.

Kaden stood and followed her. "I'm sorry. I don't want to do this. I want to stay with you. Please believe me. Please, at least let me help you back to your room. I love you Sofia. The thought of hurting you like I did is killing me."

He reached out and touched her shoulder. "Please, love."

Sofia shook her head, looking over at his hand. she brushed it off before continuing to walk. This mixed with the look on her face made the overall reaction seem cold. She did not want to break down sobbing in front of him, but she did not want to get on her knees and beg for him to stay either, what else was she to do? "you said you would use me and leave, this is what you planned right, congratulations for making me feel like I mattered for at least a day, it's something no one but Andy and my father have ever did, and congratulations for having me believe you cared, that too was a feat no one has been able to accomplish." Her voice wavered as she held back tears, she couldn't cry, she had to hold it in, just as her mother told her.

"No, this was not what I planned. I did say that, but that was before I got to know you. Before I fell in love with you." He sighed. What was the use in explaining? She wasn't going to believe him now, not after what happened.

Still. He had to try.

He caught up with her again. He laid his hand on her shoulder, then spun her around to face him. He lowered his head and kissed her soundly, right on the lips.

"I love you, Sofia. I can't stand the thought of hurting you again. That's why I have to stay away from you for a while. Just until I can figure out how to keep him out of my head. Then, I promise I will come back to you. I will not leave you. I love you."

Sofia stiffened at his kiss but quickly melted into it. Her lip quivered when he pulled away as she tried to hold back tears. She stared into Kaden's eyes for a long moment before quickly moving forward and hugging him close. "I do not care what happens to me, just don't go." She began to sob violently, gripping his shirt, making it impossible for him to pull back without hurting her. "You already promised you would not leave, there is no taking brakes on promises." She buried her face.

Kaden sighed, defeated. He had made that promise. He wrapped his arms around her and started to rub her back in slow, soothing circles. "I won't leave you, baby. I will have to do some research into how to keep people out of my head. Out of our heads. How about we spend tomorrow morning in the library doing that research? Together."

Sofia pulled back slowly. "The library?" she thought a long moment, her tears stopped and her face got suddenly serious."Do you think they would have any books on my heritage?" she asked softly. She knew they had numoris books in England, but all the pages she needed where missing.

((numerous*))

"Probably. The library here is supposed to have a copy of every book in existence. I'd be surprised if it didn't have such a book." He smiled at her, glad she was no longer crying. He hated it when she cried, more so if he was to blame for it.

"Would you like me to carry you again?"

((sorry I knew I spelled it wrong but I could not seem to find a way it looked right.))

Sofia nodded her head. "Yes please." She whispered, walking forward and tiptoeing, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I want you to help me find something on my family." She said simply, "I have something really important I need to find.

((It's fine. I was just trying to help. At least you didn't spell it with a 'b' in it the way a friends of mine always does. ^_^ ))

Kaden grinned as she wrapped her arms around his neck once again; he couldn't help it, this just felt right. Meant to be. He bent and swept her up into his arms to carry her bridal style. "How do you feel? Are you up to going to the library now or would you like to get some rest and go in the morning?"

He had originally suggested going to the library in the morning, but he felt it would be better to go there sooner than that if he could do so without leaving Sofia. Besides, something the man said was bothering him. He'd called him a demonic elf. Drow are not demonic. Did that mean his father... No, he'd met the man. He was no demon.

((Someone's in denial... o.O ))

She hesitated. "let's go now" she whispered softly. "I really need to find this information, it has been bugging me since I was young." She laid her head on his shoulder. "I just hope I can find it"

Kaden nearly sighed with relief. "I'm sure they'll have something." He carried her back into the main hallway, half hoping that damned vampire would see them back together again, and out the back door of the building. He walked quickly across the edge of campus until they reached the tallest building on campus. This must be the library, he thought. It's huge.

((Go to library... ^_^ ))

Draven turned onto the hallway. He was pondering who he shall mess with next. I need a puppet. Or I could take Jasper back but changing that girl of his will do nothing to farther my cause...Illy's nephew seems promising. Perhaps He went on in this kind of thinking. "I should check out the food court. The blood of an nice healthy male is always warm when he consumes food"

Ilivarra walked down the hall with her head down, chewing her lip as she debated whether or not to actually go looking for Draven. She didn't like the man, but she wanted him. Badly.

She was fast approaching the side hall that led to Draven's office. She had to decide quickly to either go straight towards her own office or turn towards his. She closed her eyes and let her feet guide her where they would. She turned the corner and ran smack into a wall. A familiar-smelling, muscular wall.

"Draven," she murmured and looked up into his eyes, not remembering in the moment just how dangerous - and stupid - that was. A smile lifted the corners of her mouth until she forced it away. After a couple of seconds, she remembered why she shouldn't look into his eyes and flicked her eyes to the side.

(She makes me laughs hysterically :))

Draven was taking long strokes in his walking. "I can smell that pitiful excuse for fried grease" He had his eyes shifted downward as. his thoughts shifted to the types of fried foods that many humans consumed. He loved when the had just had some fast food because it made their blood pulse increase to the point where he could easily obtain his fill while playing his kill off as a heart attack. The tactic worked well with overly anxious people for he could say that she,because his anxious victims were females, saw a wild creature that startled her into a heart attack.

Shifting his eyes upward as he approached the concer, Draven failed to see the oncoming Illivarra. His reflects caused him to take hold of her shoulders just as she had bumped into him. Surprised, Draven almost let loose a string of insults at the accident when he recognized the familiar hair in which he ran his hands through numberous times previously. He feel his cold heart pulse and an warm wave ran throughout his body almost instantly.

Draven meet Illy eyes. "For a second ,he stared back until his mind processed the fact that she said his name. "Hello to you to Dean" He frowned when he saw her look away from him . He noticed the closeness and took a step back casting his eyes in another direction. "You should watch where you are going. " He sounded unhappy but yet his expression did not reflect that.

((I know. Me too. I love her. ^_^ ))

Illy frowned when he used her title instead of her name. She blinked, surprise registering in her mind that he hadn't tried anything while she looked in his eyes. He must be trying to get me to lower my guard around him, she thought. And it seems to be working. Damn it.

"As should you," she bit back. She could swear her eyes deceived her; from the corner of her eyes, he looked like he was smiling. She took a chance and looked at him again. He wasn't smiling, not exactly. But his expression did not match his unhappy tone either.

"Running?" she asked, smirking at him. She took a step towards him just to see how he would react. She wanted to reach out and touch him, wanted to feel his skin beneath her hands. But this was not the place. The time? Well, anytime could be the right time to be touching him, so long as they were alone.

"Who said I was running?" Draven retortd back sensing a challenge in Illvarra tone. He turned his head back to her catching her eye again. He had taken another step back, one that was small. He had not wanted to give Illy any support to her accusation,but he had not wanted to give in to his strong desires to take her in his arms.

You think I would be satisfied after having her already yet I'm no. Why? This damn desires are toxic! I can barely function being this close to her. Damnit she sees that! What the hell do I have to do to rid myself of these impulses ...Impulses. She has to be feeling the same way... To.test his theory, Draven took a step toward Illvarra. He was close enough to where he left a small space between them. Gazing into her eyes for several minutes , he smirks back "To answer your question-no I don't run from anything "

I can use her. She does have something I want. Her memories and thoughts will become mine. "Actually Dean Illy, I wanted to speak with you anyway" Draven pushes his subconscious mind to Illivarra subconscious. He used over half of his power to try yo ensure an rough,rushed intrusion into her head. He only did so to break down her walls before she could react by placing up walls or pushing him out.

Ilivarra could feel her heart speed up as she stepped back up towards her, leaving a very small space between them. She couldn't stop herself from reaching a shaking hand up to lay on his chest. After a couple of seconds of staring into his eyes, her other hand joined the first one.

"Oh?" she asked, a split second before she felt his mind invading her own. Her hands fisted in the material of his shirt and she slumped against him, whimpering softly in pain. Bastard, she thought, knowing he could hear it. Why are you doing this? Don't you know? I want you.

She closed her eyes and tried to force him out of her head. She could only hope it would work. It had been years since anyone had dared to invade her mind like this. She was out of practice repelling such an invasion.

Draven hands rose to hold Illivarra to keep her from falling. He chuckled hearing Illy voice in his head. Her words pleased him and excited him all at the same time. Unfortunately yes I do know. He smile dropped to a frown and a darkness entered his eyes. But you possess some important information I need.

Draven could feel the mental walls that had started to close and the willing power of Illvarra trying to pull him from her mind. He willed himself to go deeper finding,her mind to be quite beautiful. Where are those files Illy!He pushs against her subconscious to gain control over her mind.

As he held Illivarra, Draven shifts Illivarra in his arms to where he held her against his chest as if she was his. He was using her desire for him while he search her mind. "My Illy, I want you as well" Draven whispers to the Dean.He allowed himself to reveal that small desire seeing that it shouldn't cause him any harm in telling her that.

Ilivarra felt herself melting against him as he held her close, keeping her tight against his chest. She frowned as she concentrated on trying to evict him from her mind. She didn't know what information he sought, but she knew she shouldn't give it to him.

"Get out of my head," she growled as she finally thrust his mind out of her own. Unfortunately, she was now mentally exhausted. If he tried to do that again immediately, she would be helpless. Gods help me, I want him still. Hell. I want him more.

"Draven," she whispered. "Why?" Her eyes drifted closed again; she could no longer keep them open. She just needed a moment to recover.

Draven eyes widen as his own mind returned to his body. Forcefully pushed from her mind had caused a slight headache in Draven. I was too slow after all or she was mentally stronger than I anticipated.He calmed his shocked body after his returned. Her nephew was easier to control. So why is she so different than he..that's right-he's only half elf. I'm dealing with a full grown elf.

At her question, Draven turned his attention to Illy. His mind was in a hazel stat after his return so he knew he would not be able to try another jump until a few minutes had passed yet he felt an distant impulse that told him to try again because he held the power to. He closed his eyes against the impulses to concentrate on answering her question. "It's very simple. You have information that only you possess and I want that information. I know you understand that"

He opened his eyes to se that Illivarra was closing hers. He could tell she was exhausted yet a part of him liked to see her that way. "Why push me out?"He knew the answer but a part of him wanted to keep Illy talk so that he knew he had not damaged her mind or left a special gift there.

Illy snorted indelicately in response to his question. "You know why." She opened an eye to look at him. He didn't seem satisfied with that answer, so she continued, "My mind is my own. No one else is welcome. Besides, I don't trust you. I want you but I don't trust you.

"Maybe if you told me what information you wanted and why you wanted it, I'd be willing to give it to you. If you don't lie about why you want the information, of course."

She closed her eye again and laid her head on his chest. It was too hard to be a proper pillow, but she found she didn't mind. "Carry me to my office, Draven. Please." After a brief pause, she added, "Or your office."

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Draven wasn't satisfied with her statement as she spoke. He fought against his desires that urge him to give in to his feelings for Illy and his ambitions to continue on with his plans. So she doesn't trust me. Ill have to.change that. "I can't tell you what information I need because you will try to stop me"

He strokes her hair. "I want your job. So I guess that would make you and I foes. " He smiled a small smile as he watched her try to get comfortable against him but couldn't. He was tense about the effects of her presence on him and the ugre to move his plans along.

At her request, Draven could feel that he was losing the battle against his innerconflicts to his emotions and him ambitions. "I should leave you here" He knew he would not even if he could leave her. To him their time was short and he felt he may not have many run ins with her any time soon. On the other hand, she was a major distraction in his plans. He scoops her up into his arms with one swing. He turns to walk up the hallway toward his office. "My office is closer "

(My thinking is that illy could gain some insight into his plans at his office unless you want to go to her office..)

(( :( That could work... ^_^ ))

Illy smirked when Draven said he should leave her where she was. She was confident their connection wouldn't allow him to do so. She let out a soft gasp as he swept her up into his arms. A small smile formed on her face in response. She wrapped her arms around his neck, the fingers of one hand playing in his hair. Her eyes were still closed, so she just nodded in reply to his comment about his office being closer.

He would never get her job, she would make sure of that. She'd call her lawyer as soon as she returned to her office. For now, she'd will the position of Dean - and therefore the College itself - to Elvira, having no suitable alternative. Xantra had been teaching her for years, but she didn't have the temperament to be Dean. El didn't either, but hers was much closer.

Jasper strode into the Administration Building with one mission in mind: to speak with the Head Dean of the college. He was sure she wasn't aware of the innocent people whom were involved with the activity of Draven Stanwood. He wanted to tell her more about who Draven truly was anyway as he had assumed that she was manipulated by the vampire. Where is this maze of halls is the Dean's office Jasper took a turn on one of the hallways.

Walking away from the fire professor, Jasper thinks about the fire professor. His teaching could help me, but he seems way too new here to not even know his way around. I don't think he could help me with a insane vampire. Thou I could have asked him if he knew where the Dean office is if I wasn't sure he didn't know himself. Jasper walked onward seeking his next stop.